a small annoyance...

So today as I was waiting for my pinkberry after work I was wondering why they bother asking if I want it to stay or to go because either way they give you a container with no cover (at least here in nyc). The funny thing is this bothered me months ago and I actually asked them why they asked that question and they assured me that if you ask for it to go they do indeed put a lid on it for you (at the time I was getting to stay so I didn't really know better). So tell me pinkberry - are you just doing a survey? wanting to know how many people want it to stay and how many people want it to go? If that's the case then fine - but otherwise you're wasting precious time asking questions that have no relevance! ;)

taking it home...

So the other day as I was stopping on my way home from work at the Spring Street p-berry, I decided why not - I'll be bad and get a second original with mango-mochi-yogurt chips to go! A friend of mine swears by this (see previous post) so I was curious to try it out.

I have a couple of observations:

1. You get a decent amount of toppings by asking them to pack them separately - but...

2. The yogurt gets a bit too frozen so it's not quite the same experience (though it does make it last longer since it takes more time to eat it!)

need it that bad...

So I thought I was bad having to stop at pinkberry on my way home from work at least once a week. This is the picture of a friend's freezer....

granted he has been away and needs to catch up on two months sans-pinkberry but from what I understand this is a fairly normal occurrence. The only reason I hadn't thought of it was that I thought the toppings would not keep well. Little did I know that they will actually pack your toppings separately! now my freezer might have to be chock full o'pinkberry too.

a brilliant idea...

Ok – so my brother and I were talking this evening. He experienced something I think all we PBAs have at one time or another – you know – waiting in a long line at pb only to have the people right in front of you get up to order and they have NO CLUE what they’re doing or what flavor they want or what size and omg I have to decide on toppings too! Though Billy’s experience was even kind of funnier – the people in front of him waited in the 15 minute long line at the Union Square PB – got to the counter to just ask for some samples! Then they decided it wasn’t for them (mmm yeah it’s just not for me) and left without ordering at all. First of all – blasphemers!! Secondly – here’s the idea Pinkberry – why don’t you have a special line for those of us who know how it works and are faithful customers week after week so we don’t have to deal with these first-timers? (and I imagine that first-timer syndrome is only going to get worse over the summer.) It could be like that special line for first class passengers at the airport. Think about it PB and get back to me – I think it’s a brilliant idea ;)

I beg to differ...

Ok check this out: http://embeedub.livejournal.com/61715.html

I have a few things to say -

1. Red mango does have better spoons I will give you that.
2. Red mango also has quite a nice outdoor patio on Bleeker street.

but....

3. you can give me pinkberry's "domino" colors anytime. I much prefer them over the more earthy RM colors
4. PB offers yogurt chips as a topping, RM does not.

and most importantly 5. Red mango is tangier? um I don't think so - I think you're thinking of pinkberry. ;)

even strangers ask for it on the street!

So the other night my brother and I were walking down 8th avenue with our post-spring awakening pinkberry (celebrating jonathan groff's last performance - boo hoo) and an Asian man stops me and says "excuse me". And I'm waiting for him to ask directions to times square or the like but instead he says "where's pinkberry?" and points at my cup full of delicious original w mango, mochi and yogurt chips. I happily directed him to 58th street to get his fix. don't say I never help a fellow PBA (pinkberry addict) out! ;-)

fellow pba (pinkberry addict) story

Ok - this is a story from a fellow pb addict from CA whose name is being withheld to protect the innocent. :)

"Before coming to j-----, I was working a ton and my schedule was really crazy. BUT, PB was in Old Town Pasadena (10 minutes and its gorgeous there),but who wants to go there EVERY time I need a fix...? You know where I am going with this...so,eventually I was ordering say, 5-6 larges at a time, with all of my toppings TO GO. Some days I would change up the toppings a bit and they'd get all confused, and I'd end up getting extra mochi or something. I know, ITS GENIUS. You see, PB really is a problem for me. My point? Every time I would go in there, this girl would say out loud in front of the whole fucking store "UH-OH, here comes a big order!!!"
Needless to say, I began simply writing my orders down on paper for the simpletons to pour over. At times I would get shorted, but by then my extras from last time (still in the fridge) would cover me. Again, GENIUS I know, but it all boils down to a really sad fact: I am a certified PB junkie. Stick THAT in your blog and smoke it."

and I thought I was bad? ;-)